Tower of Karma

This world is full of stories. Some stories are tragic, comedy, irrational, while others are beautiful and rational. Everyone is struggling in it, and everyone is the protagonist in it, interfering with each other's stories, and the world is made.

Everyone is the star, everyone is the sidekick.

This is Schwartzberg. Make it the center of the Black Forest, the du of knowledge. It is a realm that exists more than it used to be in far too ancient times, and the Ulanos, the former ceiling royal palace, is a magic crafted to mimic the function of the land. Everything in the past can be recorded and viewed here.

I have gained in this land the knowledge that my father once gained in Uranos.

Fluid arithmetic device. When it starts, the area called Sphere expands, and when you do a search, it reflects all the information. However,

"Schwartzbard. Search in Sin Prometheus"

"N/a"

I knew I couldn't do it.

Information is restricted and does not disclose any information about God that you dream of. It also remains secret about the unsolicited crisis that destroyed them.

"Magic Nyx, Pillar, Ghost"

"Applicable data parts"

"As soon as I let the ghost in, this is it"

I've done a lot of research in Schwartzberg. [M] Confidential information was designed to be considered 'N/A' and non-existent information to be 'applicable data parts'. The man, the administrator, sighed about this and said, "It's developer humor. Since no one else can make it when I realize it," he said.

Knowing the structure of Schwartzbard, the necessary information was pre-collected. If it's true, I just want to know everything, but doing that doesn't give me enough time for the rest of my life, and I only got the information I really needed, more than just running out of time in a little while.

This land will not be lost, but you will never be able to enter again if you leave. The land, lacking guardians, will move to the next phase, administrators said. I don't think there will be a next. Consider the possibility of another human being reaching it.

Only Sid Campeador and Alfred 'Ray' Arcadia have been invited to the land in the last hundred years. He says that it is no longer a place that can be reached by strength, and that he will disappear until he really needs it.

'Hey, you got a sperm. How's your health?

"You're awake heavy. Unfortunately, no matter how much rest you take, you don't seem to 'fall out' any more. I overdid it, all sorts of things."

'Well, yes. Your journey was more intense than unknown. The pirate edition stood around flashy, the Dark Continent edition was a series of death fights, and finally changed the world. And in my Schwartzberg, you turned down the demon Ray deserved to see. If you're a regular person, there's no bridge you could cross as one. I let it cross three times. It's a big deal. No hero would have been able to do the same. Stronger than you is impossible for an actor. [M] Unless you're a writer.'

"It's too much praise, Schwartzberg"

"I know it all. That's why I compliment you. No, don't you know everything? I haven't been able to observe why I know Singh."

"Don't tell me. Schwarzbald couldn't recognize that one. Because that information is the last thing I need to know in this land. Even if it's pointless in today's world, for some reason, someday, I thought it was going to make sense. The phenomenon of escaping the eyes of God."

"Last, huh? Terrible. I swallowed a lot of information in this short period of time."

"It's just the information you need. That's the only information you think is good. We're still on God's palm. That's unpleasant."

'Don't fight and sell with a superb grin. I'm not a god. "

"It's the same from us. Not yet."

The collection of information here is also limited. It is time to march to accomplish the last miracle.

"It's time to spare you"

'Right. Be careful. You have already done two miracles that are disproportionate. [M] I don't know if your vessel can withstand a third time, and if it collapses, everything is blisters. I am fully qualified as of now. I don't think you need to do this anymore, though?

"We decide to run through the best in the shortest possible time"

"Even thin ice?

"If you have a chance to win. All you have to do is count backwards. Just like before."

'It's a great deal of morality. You're like a swan. "

"That's a rare similarity between parents and children when it comes to where they are. The point is the blood muscle of the outfit. Well, I'm not as nice as my father, so I'll pull you in whenever I have a replacement. There are no more suitors than me, so I have no choice but to act as a shepherd."

'Everybody does. Because the apex is a cold, lonely thing'

"Right. It's a difficult world. But there's a reason I have to do that for everything. If I couldn't find out, but I still have that kind of" someday, "I still have to get over it."

"The human pillar for it is the king"

"Yeah. I'll be it. And the next time, and the next time, we will discipline the world to be so. Because that's the role of the real apex. One day the world will be complicated and even if the name King disappears, without pillars man will only fall into the beast"

I can't trust people as purely as my father. [M] There are beautiful people. But there are more people who aren't beautiful at the moment. What you need is a way to take advantage of beautiful people.

Only I can create a mechanism to empower them.

Because my father doesn't have time anymore.

"No more dreaming"

That day, the day two things offset each other, Alexis' dream of seeing in his footsteps was over. And he lost in the land, and gained strength, and seized glory in the sanctuary, and was finished before the three dreams.

Dreams are honorable. The ideal is noble. A king who cannot put it up is not a king. And the king that is consumed by it is not king again. A king refers to someone who can look directly at reality and make choices while setting up an ideal. Put your chest up and make the people think it was right.

Even if he tries to be convicted in the afterlife.

"I just do what I have to do. In my way."

Even the two of us saw many tragedies and comedies. She headed to the sanctuary as soon as possible for her dreams. I'm sure you'll be on an endlessly hard road by now. A job that touches many deaths, gives birth occasionally, and touches death again. There is no salvation. Still, she chose the path.

I am proud of that. [M] I think you look beautiful like that. She is so beautiful. It's always straight from the tip of your head to the tip of your finger. Pure, cloudless.

So I think I like her.

Therefore, there is no way for me and her to walk hand in hand.

"The better, the better the weather. Yeah, it's great for traveling."

The wound healed. It would be a good fit.

What needs to be done is waiting. I must perform my last miracle in a place far more sacred than Tai. Miracles don't make people dream on their backs. Easy, cool, with a grin, it is the king who makes the feat.

True apex.

"Mr. Alfred, there's no light on your path."

"Thank you Schwartzbalt. Thanks to you, I can walk again."

"Demon chick type, no matter how much it's adjusted to the world today, it's a good thing I defeated it with that body. He fought with every tool, and let it be broken in a flash of miracle at the end. Full of creativity, even for a moment. If you let it go, you'd be dead. That, maybe it would have been better for you to abandon me?

"I may have been relieved, but I'm going to regret it after I die,"

'Right. There is no record of the post-mortem world in this du either. I don't know anything about consciousness or disconnection. So don't worry. You can make it all you want. No one knows what's ahead. Come on, the king's journey. "

"I'll see you sometime. of the other shore, on the other side."

"Oh, I'll see you on the other side of the grief"

Come on, we're traveling. From now on, the battle of solitude all the time. Don't stand shoulder to shoulder with someone. Because that's not the pinnacle. The king should be one, and the one who decides, to avoid climbing the mountain with many bowmen. Lifetime to guide you right.

I will never satisfy my personal desires again. [M] That's good in memories.

Every day in the North, it seems like this trip. I enjoyed full happiness.

Let's return the rest to the world.

"Well, let's do one thing first, a miracle."

One young man traveled from the Black Forest. With many encounters, many break-ups, many repetitions, the boy grows into a youth, to accomplish the miracle of beginnings, to El Touré.

To clear the way to the King - Alfred Ray Arcadia travels.

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Requirements of Laurencia, the collective city of El Touré. That country, run jointly by the Member States, continues to remain neutral and neutral while various thoughts are intertwined.

The delay in taking decisions based on the participatory nature of all is a challenge for the future, but the fact that countries have sent excellent human resources because of a great deal of work, without any particular major problems, makes it possible to say that the status quo is a success story as a republican assembly.

At that El Touré, the world's largest event was about to take place.

Nations, a festival that brings together young talent from under thirties, Olumpia.

"Oh, my God, that's so hot."

"It's not the usual El Touré. It can only be said that people are pushing against the outer edge."

"It's painful. That's why you're so stupid to lose to me."

"... we won this last time"

"About once every ten times - but. I'm just as cautious as you are!

From both wings of the world, the Arcadia kingdom - many participants were queuing in carriages, headed by Palomides, Lamberto, a young Junying. In the midst of this, a huge carriage had a friendly generation.

"All the athletes are tingling."

"You have no choice - Because you fight behind the prestige of your country. I need you to do your best. Good luck with our backup too!

"What's Nicolas doing playing Abacus?

"Calculating the economic effects of Olumpia. Because I'm free."

"... you're not really interested"

"What a sword to wield, like an idiot"

A luxurious and gigantic carriage prepared by Leonie, a grand aristocrat and squanderer by his parents. It represents precisely the momentum of Arcadia today. Let Nicola say it's "nasty," she replied openly, "It's the color of your house," after she figured it out too. Surprisingly, they are two good friends.

"Hold on, what's a little dirty guy looking out into the sky every once in a while?

"... Mr. Lamberto, that's just it"

Palom, the brother of Palomides, is also one of the players of this time.

"It's the survival of the faithful. I didn't die the day Saint Lawrence perished, the living ghost."

The air in the carriage subsides.

"I don't know, the carriage hasn't moved since just now, has it? I wonder if something happened before."

"Really," says my best friend Otilia on the cut-off to Leonie's death.

"I'm not interested at all. I'm starving."

"This girl... really..."

Where the wind blows Leonie's care, too. Mira had a view of El Touré from a small window. A view that is not visible in their eyes also exists in such an emerging land. There is more light and darkness than people live. I can't help it, but this is reality.

"... you're making a scene"

"Whoa, I pulled my sword out. That's the vibe."

"Miscellaneous fish."

Palom is wary. These three are still missing. A corner opportunity, I joined in wanting to try my own arm, but I don't feel like I can beat these three. Palomides, a overlapping sword that blends Gunter's sword with Osvalt's. From the house, he became half banished. But he took in a new breeze called Claude, a fast-growing lambert.

And the last one...

"... eh"

A little wind blows.

Mira was the only one looking out. Under a clear sky, a shadow walking through a hedge as if it were a flash of light. It's like a different outfit, but the way you run, the day you saw it--

"What's going on?

Nicola stares at Mira with peeping eyes.

"Nothing, nothing. Misconceived."

There can't be such a miracle. I know, but Mira came here. Both Elise and Nicolas have the same reason. I'm not interested in talking with the sword, but if he shows up there, there's no reason not to go.

Believe me, I can catch the shadow of childhood taming long ago.

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"When you come from all sides, well, don't do this."

The delegation of the Kingdom of Valhall, which came faster than any other group. Leading the way is Fenris Gank Strider, rumored to be the first prince and winning candidate. Next to it, Skol Grapenille, who heads the Army, seemed unwilling to even narrow his thin eyes. Probably asleep standing up. In the opposite direction, Hattie Magnus, the general who holds the navy together, was perfectly upright immobilized, everything conflicting in appearance and ugly on both wings.

"Well, that sounds interesting."

There were many stepping stones in Fenris' eyes. Those who took half a step from the ordinary people who coloured themselves. Genius was him who developed the argument that I was alone, otherwise an ordinary husband, but there was somewhat of a feeling in the luxurious view that spread before me.

"Xena arrives - arrive!

Xeno and Kike were desperately eating down to stop it, but in the end they couldn't stop Xena from protruding, and the young Campeador came aboard the single venue. The glance was poured into the wolf's bloodline.

eyes looking at the prey, Fenris uncomfortably tingles his cheeks.

"Whoa, there's someone with awfully thin eyes!

"Even in the distance, I know it's rumored."

With Estaard and Valhall staring at each other...

"Are the Sanchos a first-class companion?

The next person to show up was the superpower, Garias. At the beginning of it was a man who stimulated the blood of wolves. You can see the overwhelming power, even without looking, of putting black silver hair together all back and packed inside a neat figure.

It just exists there, because he's violent.

"We're Garias. My head is full of bugs!

Rionel Girarde.From the superpower Garias, the only leading player allowed to participate. It is the word of Lydiane, who laughs high enough and behind by herself for real.

"... there's another one who seems to have slept"

A blind man who has no spare time in Lute's discipline doesn't give a damn.

"There he is. He seems strong."

"If you can win, no problem."

"Hinata Hattie. For once, I'm a delegate."

"You must be a busy man."

"It's just an escort."

"I'd like you to say you're a sponsor."

We don't even know when the other warriors arrived at the venue, there were warriors who didn't know where they belonged. The man in black who floats in the shadow of the pillars also waits with an unusual fighting spirit.

Yes, they were waiting.

"Everybody, we're not after our general."

"I see. That's a grassroots activity. You're losing, Your Highness."

Just one enemy.

They waited. To double the letter taught defeat...

"... haha, kill them all"

The wolf child did not even try to hide his frustration and vowed to ravage them all, including the man who still did not show up.

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"- The sin of defiling the path of our glorious delegation of Nederks, deserves to die!

One knight leading the Nederks delegation pulled out his sword. At the end of that sword, through the little boy and girl, light black, the colour of that skin does not belong to Laurencia. I guess that lit their abusive hearts again, too.

When one finds one who abuses a weak thing, one dawns.

This ugliness is another person.

"My sister's not feeling well, she just collapsed! I can't believe I'm bothering you."

"On this sunny day, you little filthy kids just exist and it's a problem, I don't know why!

"Oh, no. Dear knight, at least, my sister, it hurts only me."

"Don't worry, it's a moment of pain!

People also want to wield strength.

Shaken down unreasonable culpability. There is no salvation. This is how the boy has seen those in the same position who have been killed irrationally. Behold the crowd praise, we are not even the same people. Being below slavery, the invisible with no identity. Salvation, etc., took too much away from me to believe. Those in the same position lay their eyes down in unison.

"Excuse me. Bareback should be done in a place without people, Lord Knight. I almost hit the girl."

Still...

"Hey boy. By the way, is this girl my sister? You don't look well. It looks like this, but I have some medical experience. Let's take a look."

The boy remembers at some point that there is no night that does not dawn.

"If I can help you, I can help you."

A sloppy, form-filled man appeared, wearing a cloak full of joints. Only a smile floating beneath the hood worn in the eye is salvation for the boy. The grin says he's on his side.

On the back, a soft, serene atmosphere that doesn't make you feel like you're holding back a knight's blow over the cape or anything. That engulfed the boy.